27 janvier 2018
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Without you knowing it Ô divine
Diving into the maelstrom
From your dress, its labyrinths
Drown forever
Torn from the lies of a real
Where male infamy still reigns !
To lose myself in your baskets of bright stars
Your sailboats always on the start
Their shrouds, O birds
O villages of time gathered
At the pace of your steps !
O forget me in your gardens
Enclosure of infinity !
Soft vortex opening to so many galaxies
When you cross your legs
The universe is at high tide
You are giving birth to new worlds
At each go-away
From your free leg, sublime pendulum !
I do not answer for anything
Shaken all day long
In your Hercynian folds
Your furrows, your ravines
O entanglements of shadows and lights
Innocent Spring!
Back to the Origins of Edenic Beauty
Corolla igniting the azure
Kisses on dawn revived
O memory dress of the wound (your repeated absence)
Swell, surf without stopping
Cliffs, at peaks, I constantly reborn
In the heart of senseless landscapes
O my love, O loving beloved !